More Quotes by Geoffrey Chaucer
The life so brief, the art so long in the learning, the attempt so hard, the conquest so sharp, the fearful joy that ever slips away so quickly - by all this I mean love, which so sorely astounds my feeling with its wondrous operation, that when I think upon it I scarce know whether I wake or sleep.
Many a true word is spoken in jest
Strike while the iron is hot.
All good things must come to an end.
Forbid us something, and that thing we desire.
He who accepts his poverty unhurt I'd say is rich although he lacked a shirt. But truly poor are they who whine and fret and covet what they cannot hope to get.
The guilty think all talk is of themselves.
What is better than wisdom? Woman. And what is better than a good woman? Nothing.
Patience is a conquering virtue.
The greatest scholars are not usually the wisest people.
